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Chapter 2
"Oh,wicked,wicked!"gaspedtheelder;"maytheLorddeliverusfromevil!"
"No,reprobate!youareacastaway—beoff,orI’llhurtyouseriously!I’llhaveyouallmodelledinwaxandclay;andthefirstwhopassesthelimitsIfix,shall—I’llnotsaywhatheshallbedoneto—but,you’llsee!Go,I’mlookingatyou!"
Thelittlewitchputamockmalignityintoherbeautifuleyes,andJoseph,tremblingwithsincerehorror,hurriedoutprayingandejaculating"wicked"ashewent.Ithoughtherconductmustbepromptedbyaspeciesofdrearyfun;and,nowthatwewerealone,Iendeavouredtointerestherinmydistress.
"Mrs.Heathcliff,"Isaidearnestly,"youmustexcusemefortroublingyou.Ipresume,because,withthatface,I’msureyoucannothelpbeinggood-hearted.DopointoutsomelandmarksbywhichImayknowmywayhome:IhavenomoreideahowtogettherethanyouwouldhavehowtogettoLondon!"
"Taketheroadyoucame,"sheanswered,ensconcingherselfinachair,withacandle,andthelongbookopenbeforeher."Itisbriefadvice,butassoundasIcangive."
"Then,ifyouhearofmebeingdiscovereddeadinabogorapitfullofsnow,yourconsciencewon’twhisperthatitispartlyyourfault?"
"Howso?Icannotescortyou.Theywouldn’tletmegototheendofthegarden-wall."
